Chapter 8 Inspection

  Chen Chu was somewhat astonished at the great change in these people's attitude towards him, but after a moment's thought he understood it roughly. In ancient times, tenant farmers had no status and were worth as much as livestock. The masters could kill them at will without worrying about being punished. It was rare for someone like Chen Chu to treat them with kindness, let alone promise to cancel their tenant farmer status. How could they not be grateful?

  Having understood this point, Chen Chu gladly accepted the admiring glances from those around him.

  Chen Chu let Deng Gong take him on a tour of the village, but as a result, his originally good mood turned bad. Why? It was because the villagers lived in extremely simple and dilapidated houses, with every household having at least one skylight open, and the houses were low and short, many of which had different degrees of tilt, giving people a feeling of instability.

  Can people live in this kind of house? Chen Chu couldn't help but frown. In his previous life, he was a pharmaceutical salesman and wasn't considered a good person, but he absolutely couldn't tolerate his subordinates living in such misery.

  "Mr. Deng, is this the kind of house you live in?"

  Deng Gong sighed and said: "Master, this is already very good. No matter what, at least it's a nest. Those refugees probably can't even dream of living in such a house."

  Chen Chus thought to himself: For now, the first thing to do seems to be building houses. He also planned to accept refugees, so building more houses and expanding the village was the top priority.

  "Deng Gong, if you want to build a house for 5,000 people to live in, how long will it take?" Chen Chuyou asked thoughtfully.

  Deng Gong was taken aback, he didn't understand what the master was getting at. Although he had doubts in his mind, facing the master's question, Deng Gong didn't dare to be slow and immediately started thinking carefully. A moment later, Deng Gong respectfully replied: "Master, I roughly calculated that if all the villagers work together, it will take about a month."

  Chen Chusheng thought for a moment, then said to Deng Gong: "Deng Gong, I entrust you with two things. First, allocate half of the village's labor force to build houses on a large scale; second, use the other half of the labor force to open up wasteland and open as many wheat fields as possible. You are in charge of these two tasks."

  Deng Gong hurriedly knelt down and said emotionally: "The master trusts me so much, I will definitely not betray the master's trust."

  Then Deng Gong suddenly remembered something and asked, "Master, building houses and expanding the village is no problem, but this land reclamation seems to be inappropriate. Has Master already obtained the approval of the government?"

  Chen Chu was taken aback and asked in surprise, "What? Does this land reclamation still need the government's approval?"

  Deng Gong looked at his master with some confusion, thinking: This is common sense! How can Master not even know this?!

  Seeing Deng's strange expression, Chen Chu immediately realized that he had made another common sense mistake and hurriedly covered it up.

  "Deng Gong, just follow what I said and do it. As for other things, I will handle them myself."

  "Yes. I will strictly follow your orders, sir."

  Chen Chu arrived at the village end with Deng Gong's accompaniment, and a very large and good-quality big house appeared in front of him.

  "What's this for?" Chen Chu asked with some curiosity.

  "Sir, this is a granary for storing grain. There are still 10,000 jin of grain inside. Originally, there were tens of thousands of jin of grain stored here."

  Chen Chuyu's interest was piqued, "Oh, come on, let's go take a look."

  Deng Gong hastily ordered the young men in the village to push open the big gate.

  As I walked into the warehouse, I saw a hundred or so sacks of grain piled up in one corner. Compared to the vast space of the warehouse, those hundred or so sacks of grain seemed extremely insignificant.

  Chen Chu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He had just heard that there were 10,000 kilograms of grain and thought it would be a huge pile!

  "By the way, Comrade Deng, you just said there were tens of thousands of catties of grain here, where did the rest of the grain go?"

  Deng Gong immediately replied, "That's right, my lord. The owner of the house had sent people to hurry many large carts here to transport grain last night, and most of the grain was taken away by them."

  Upon hearing this, Chen Chu suddenly realized that the other party had only said they were selling land, not grain. These grains ultimately still belonged to them, and it was already a good thing that they could keep tens of thousands of kilograms of grain for themselves.

  "It seems that your previous master wasn't too bad after all, and he even left some food for you as provisions." Chen Chu nodded in approval, and couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt in her heart for having slaughtered the family earlier.

  Unexpectedly, Deng Gong shook his head and said: "Your Excellency, the grain here is not for people like us to eat. Moreover, the reason why there are 10,000 catties of grain left here is because the previous owner did not have enough carts and horses to transport them."

  Chen Chudeng was stunned at this time, and after messing around for half a day, he realized that it was just his own overthinking!

  He immediately thought of something and asked: "Deng Gong, you just said that you don't eat the grain here, so what do you usually eat? Does each household have a reserve of grain?"

  Deng Gong hesitated for a moment, then replied: "Master, where can we usually eat such grain? Generally, it's just wild vegetables mixed with chaff." As he spoke, he swept his eyes over the pile of grain, and a hint of longing flashed in his eyes.

  "What!?", Chen Chu exclaimed in disbelief.

  Damn it! Goddamn it! This is simply inhumane!

  Deng Gong was startled by the master's sudden loud shout, and looking at the master's gloomy face, Deng Gong couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart. He didn't know why the master would be so angry.

  Warm reminder:

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